Chapter 460 - Night of Bright Moon and Rumination (1/2)

Xiao Chen’s taut nerves relaxed the moment he heard the two familiar voices. He turned around and saw that the newcomers were indeed Yi Tong and None-flower Dust.

Yi Tong landed on the ground, shrank his gourd, and hung it around his waist. None-flower Dust glanced upward with narrowed eyes, shaking his feathered fan, and said leisurely, “Your shabby gourd is just too slow.”

“Haha!” Yi Tong threw back his head in laughter. He walked toward Xiao Chen and cupped his fist in his palm. “Brother Xiao, I hope you have been well.” Xiao Chen, who wasn’t expecting them to be here as well, returned the salutation. “Brother Yi.”

“Koo-chee! Koo-chee, koo-chee!” The Koo-chee beast also ran up to them on its four paws. It leaped onto Yi Tong’s shoulders and started pawing at his face. Yi Tong laughed out loud. “Little Koo-chee, it has only been three months since we last met and you’re already three times rounder.”

On the other side, None-flower Dust walked up to Gui Xian with a smile. “Old thing, don’t you die again this time.” Gui Xian shook his head, scolding with a chuckle, “You stinky brat, you’re really everywhere.”

The crowd was boring holes with their gazes. They weren’t familiar with Yi Tong, but None-flower Dust had built a reputation for himself over the years. No one was a stranger to his name. Even the older cultivators looked surprised to see him. The youngsters might be ignorant about the mysterious seventh place on the Heaven List, but they were well aware that this person wasn’t to be trifled with.

On another side of the cliff, quite a few female disciples were swooning. Their faces were red with excitement and embarrassment. “Is that… None-flower Dust? The rumors don’t do him justice…”

Xiao Chen, Huangfu Xin’er, and the rest were still facing off Chu Lingjiao, but the sudden appearance of None-flower Dust and Yi Tong meant the latter couldn’t act as overbearing as before. Her side had the upper hand before, but the situation had changed now. Some of the cultivators behind Mo Jinyan were beginning to retreat out of fear of None-flower Dust.

“Are you going to hand it over or not?” Huangfu Xin’er’s gaze was dangerously cold. Chu Lingjiao couldn’t help but tremble and shift closer to Mo Jinyan.

Mo Jinyan’s gaze was as sharp as it was cold, like the point of a needle. He looked at Xiao Chen coldly. “I’ve told you that it’s useless even if you have ten people on your side today. If you want the thing, come to the battle on the summit tomorrow. If you lose, screw off back to the Human World and never step foot in the Violet Manor again!”

Xiao Chen’s gaze was just as cold. “What gives you such confidence…”

“Because you’re just a bug from the Human World. Even if you climb to the top, you’re still a bug standing at the top. Your Xiao family couldn’t win against my Mo family back then, so you resorted to dirty tactics. After so much time, it’s still the same: you’re still no match for my family! I, Mo Jinyan, will be the one to tidy up descendants of evil like you! From now on, I’ll kill every Xiao that I see!”

Mo Jinyan’s voice was small, but his gaze was ice-cold. Still unperturbed, Xiao Chen replied in a solemn voice, “Very well. Let’s see how you kill every Xiao that you see.”

Both their gazes had dropped to a dangerously low temperature. In unison, they said, “Tomorrow at noon, battle at the peak of Mount Wuyue!”

Their voices resonated for more than five kilometers, sounding even more powerful amid the snow, and sent a shock to the cultivators’ spirit. It seemed that a heated battle would occur tomorrow. Apart from this, others must also be competing over the titles of West and South Emperors on the West and South Peaks.

Looking past Xiao Chen, Mo Jinyan glanced at Yi Tong and None-flower Dust and scoffed. He flicked his sleeves and said, “Let’s go!”

Huangfu Xin’er stepped forward, but Xiao Chen reached out to stop her. He shook his head at her. The four ladies of the Hidden Fragrance Wafting Under The Moon had released the man in cyan as well. After suffering two slaps on his face for no reason, he didn’t dare to even make a peep. It didn’t stop him from staring at Ziyun’er with increased malice, however.

Noticing him glaring at her, Ziyun’er returned the favor with her hands on her hips. “Why are you staring at me? Is it because I’m pretty? Hurry up and scram!”

“You!” The man in cyan clenched his fingers, swearing to torture this girl to death one day. He gritted his teeth, turned around, and went after Mo Jinyan.

Ziyun’er chortled. She patted her hands and returned to Xiao Chen’s side with a grin. “Don’t worry, my Lord. Everyone from the Mo family deserves a good beating. When you have that Mo Jinyan’s head pressed against the floor tomorrow, you’ll be able to retrieve Empress Huangfu’s cultivation method.”

Xiao Chen didn’t reply. His brows were tightly knitted. He had a bad feeling, especially when he recalled Gui Xian’s words from before. The Mo family might have the Earth Immortal as their main source of power. Their strength was unquestionable. They were, no doubt, no longer beneath the ten main clans of the Violet Manor.

Meanwhile, the majority of cultivators were scouring the summit for a cave to spend the night and await the Battle of the Emperors tomorrow. Even more cultivators would likely gather here tomorrow.

Yi Tong walked up to Xiao Chen and smiled. “There’s a jar of wine up there. Come, Brother Xiao, let’s drink!” He bounced off the tip of his foot, prompting swirling snow around him, and flew toward Gu Feng’s previous location.

Yi Tong looked with pity at the only few wine jars still intact on the snowy ground. “What a pity to waste such good wine,” he said as he carried one of the jars out of the snow.

Xiao Chen glanced at Huangfu Xin’er next to him, prompting her to say coldly, “Go ahead and drink with your brothers. You don’t have to concern yourself with me.” She leaped and flew toward another direction.

Xiao Chen reached out, wanting to stop her, but ultimately retrieved his hand. He then flew toward the platform on the summit and saluted Yi Tong and None-flower Dust. “Thank you for your help earlier.” If it weren’t for their prompt arrival, he would have started fighting a strenuous battle against Mo Jinyan’s people.

Yi Tong laughed. “Don’t mention it. Come, I’ll treat you to wine today.”

None-flower Dust sneered and cast him a glance. He shook his feathered fan and said serenely, “Shameless. Someone else put those wines there. How did it become your treat?”

“Haha!” Yi Tong threw his head back in laughter. “Don’t concern yourself with the details. I’m just borrowing it for our pleasure today.”

While the three of them savored their wine, those underneath exchanged looks. Those jars of wine were left behind by Northern Mad Emperor. Perhaps those three were the only ones there who were brave enough to touch them.

After enjoying the wine for a while, Yi Tong noticed that Xiao Chen looked worried. He fished out an item from his bosom and handed it to him. “Sister Bai told me to give this to you.”

Stunned, Xiao Chen took the item. It was a crescent-shaped wooden pendant with a thin red rope. When he felt the wooden pendant with his fingers, he could feel a gush of powerful spiritual energy fluctuation. “What is this?”

Yi Tong smiled. “This is a puppet that Sister Bai made for you through sacrificial refinement. Just cast a spell and your puppet will be able to fight your enemies for you. This is a Dryad Puppet, refined from the wood of the five elements. It’ll develop intelligence as time passes, so it’s not a Corpse Puppet.”